Snow Tha Product - Whose It Is lyrics
Snow Tha Product [Claudia Alexandra Madriz Meza] San José, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Snow Tha Product - Whose It Is lyrics]
I know you got a job and a ride like that
Got the house and the bills
You divide that math
Got your part and your man's
If he got off track
You the shit and you know it
You be all on that
Got a blazer and a white shirt
Skirt or some black sacks
Cause you all about your business
Never hit with that tax
And you're hella independent
Goddamn you're not bad
But, your man now be looking
At these bitches like that
Gon' show 'em whose it is
Whose it is, whose it is, whose it is
Y'all know I don't rap about sex, off top
Cause, I can go harder and I'll rap nonstop
I don't need to pretend or nor do I cockblock
But these bitches out here sucking so hard
They lockjawed i'm a chick with smart talk
Go hard and nonstop they say they call shots
But call me cockblock
Your product all wrong, no cuts, no uh, uh
I'll chop you hoes off, I'm 'bout to show off
Gon' show 'em whose it is
Whose it is, whose it is, whose it is
You really know how you got it when you do it
Cause you keep it on the
Low, you ain't ratchet, you ain't stupid
But when you homey with the flow and
You be dancing to the music
When they saw you in the mirror in
The private where you move it
Fuck a cat daddy
You gon turn your ass around
And look back at it
If they saw you they gon have
To throw some cash at it
When you back it all the
Way it's like bad traffic, bad habit's
And in a
Gon' show 'em whose it is
Whose it is, whose it is, whose it is
Got the house and the bills
You divide that math
Got your part and your man's
If he got off track
You the shit and you know it
You be all on that
Got a blazer and a white shirt
Skirt or some black sacks
Cause you all about your business
Never hit with that tax
And you're hella independent
Goddamn you're not bad
But, your man now be looking
At these bitches like that
Gon' show 'em whose it is
Whose it is, whose it is, whose it is
Y'all know I don't rap about sex, off top
Cause, I can go harder and I'll rap nonstop
I don't need to pretend or nor do I cockblock
But these bitches out here sucking so hard
They lockjawed i'm a chick with smart talk
Go hard and nonstop they say they call shots
But call me cockblock
Your product all wrong, no cuts, no uh, uh
I'll chop you hoes off, I'm 'bout to show off
Gon' show 'em whose it is
Whose it is, whose it is, whose it is
You really know how you got it when you do it
Cause you keep it on the
Low, you ain't ratchet, you ain't stupid
But when you homey with the flow and
You be dancing to the music
When they saw you in the mirror in
The private where you move it
Fuck a cat daddy
You gon turn your ass around
And look back at it
If they saw you they gon have
To throw some cash at it
When you back it all the
Way it's like bad traffic, bad habit's
And in a
Gon' show 'em whose it is
Whose it is, whose it is, whose it is